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His friend had betrayed him and it had clearly broken Ceara’s heart.
And yet, here I was doing exactly the same thing.
Could I go through with it? I wondered. Or would my empathy get the better of me?
8
CEARA
Ellie’s eyes glistened like twin stars in the dim light of the cell.
The memory of our recent intimacy was still fresh, and I could taste her on my lips, sweet and tantalizing.
But the next revelation I was about to share threatened to shift the trajectory of our budding relationship.
I looked into her eyes, my gaze intense. “Ellie, the first time I saw you… it wasn’t here in this cell.”
She frowned, confused. “What do you mean?”
“That Distant Vision I talked about? It was a Vision. You were there, amidst a setting I didn’t recognize. It was serene, calm, with a gentle breeze carrying the scent of an ocean. And you… you were radiant, smiling at me.”
She shook her head. “That can’t be right. I thought you can only see ten seconds in the future?”
“Usually, yes. You are the only thing I’ve ever seen that’s further than that. We were connected long before this place, Ellie.”
Tears glistened in her eyes, the enormity of our connection making her heart swell.
“I’ve seen you before,” I repeated, my voice quivering slightly.
I could feel the cool, coarse texture of the bed sheet under me, grounding me, reminding me of the reality of the situation. “I’ve seen you every day of my life, as far back as I can remember.”
Ellie looked taken aback, her face pale.
Her beautiful eyes searched mine, seeking understanding, a hint of recognition. “How… How is that possible?” she stammered.
I reached out, sliding my hands through her delicate fingers.
Their warmth was reassuring, a beacon in this cold, alien place. “Isn’t it obvious?” I murmured, looking deep into her eyes. “Because you are my fated mate.”
She gasped, her eyes widening in surprise. “Fated mate? What does that mean?”
“In Blinker culture,” I began, my voice soft and reverent, “we believe that the universe pairs each of us with a soul mate, a perfect counterpart. It is said that from the moment we are born, we carry a vision of them with us, a constant presence that guides and comforts us. That vision,” I paused, emotion choking my voice, “has always been you.”
Ellie looked shell-shocked.
She withdrew slightly, her fingers slipping out of my grasp.
She turned away, and I heard her take a shaky breath, her chest heaving.
The ambient noise of the prison seemed to amplify, the distant hum of machines and the faint whispers of guards outside, creating a cacophony of distractions.
“But… how can that be?” she asked, her voice tinged with wonder and disbelief. “I’m from Earth. Our paths would have never crossed if not for… this.”
I nodded, understanding her confusion. “That’s the mystery of the universe,” I replied, my voice filled with awe. “It binds souls across galaxies, weaving a tapestry of interconnected destinies. I’ve dreamt of you, seen you in my waking visions, and longed for our paths to finally cross.”
She turned to face me, flushed with a hint of pink on her cheeks.
“But why didn’t you say anything when we first met?” she asked.
